You don't see the lights in your eyes,
You wade through rejects with countless retries,
Why cant you just see,
We werent meant to be,
Instead of holding on to me,
You think I can stay the way I was,
When the only thing you were to me was a sign,
A stop sign that kept me in my tracks,
But I cant stop now and I wont turn back,
The caution lights you cant see anymore,
Are already packed and out the door
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem